I was scared, I was really scared. I never wanted to be the novice hiker that needed to be rescued. I then wondered, do they even do that here in Ecuador? I was standing on a slanted ledge looking up at the wall in front of me that I needed to scale. Below me were... Continue Reading →
As we teetered across a cable suspension bridge with missing boards and rotten connections between our feet, I held onto the cable rail and felt giddy with excitement. I had been looking forward to this hike for months now. We followed a trail leading us past verdant farmlands and beautiful foliage next to... Continue Reading →
We all took one on the palm of our hands, looking at it like it was an alien curiosity. These ants were huge. We popped them into our mouths as if we were taking tequila shots. ...After about 20 minutes of flying my pilot said, "Ok we are going down now to land." We continued to ascend. After a few minutes my pilot said, "Um, we are still going up." I laughed and said, "I see that." We were in a strong updraft.
Passengers simply hung onto the outside of the truck. . . Just as I lifted my light to see up into the cave I screamed.
As a child I dreamed of building my own dwelling in the woods and living alone, self-sufficient off the land. I like people, I really do. I love a good party and I revel in great conversations, but a part of me longs to be secluded. I love my alone time. Does that make me... Continue Reading →
Something about getting on a bus headed to a place I have never been with all our belongings on our laps or in the bin overhead simply excites me. I get a giddy feeling and a goofy grin on my face. However it can also be exhausting moving constantly from place to place. Sometimes it... Continue Reading →
A beautiful mountain range runs along the side of town. Behind our house the mountains split and provide a glimpse of a dark valley beyond it. There are always ominous clouds resting in this crevice making the mountain beyond them appear to be always in shadows. This dark mountain has been calling to me since... Continue Reading →
"A friend of mine, when he was a child, he walked out the front door one morning and found a dead body laying in a pool of blood in the street," Tatiana said as we sat around the living room in her apartment in San Javier. She grew up in the neighborhood known as Comuna... Continue Reading →
Tiny cobblestone streets wind through colorful shops and homes adorned with Zocalos, painted murals depicting traditional scenes. The narrow streets barely wide enough for a car are mostly used by motorcycles or tuk-tuks. (Click any image above to enlarge) Guatape is a tourist destination for many Colombians and other South Americans along with not a few gringos and... Continue Reading →